Monthly Archives: January 2018

Read through the different ways to succeed in writing. From promoting to socializing. From telling your friends and family to support you to get out and sell the books from the trunk of your car. I probably would if I had one.

I remember walking the streets of California passing out flyers to this blog. I made some rather cheap looking promotional pages affordable enough to pass around.

It felt good to do busy work. It feels good to feel like I’m doing something right. Unfortunately for there isn’t a lot of times that I feel like I’m going the right way. From marriages to parenting I’ve gotten it wrong. From job to job I’ve floated by enough to eat. I feel like I’m connected everywhere yet I fit nowhere.

Writing is all that I’ve got.

A window into my soul and a piece of gratitude for being able to keep expressing the pain. Yet I find thankfulness in the day. Always. At least I’m here. I don’t always want to be. Times like this morning where I’d rather fade to black like Amy Whinehouse. Take a drink too many. Swallow a pill more than I’m supposed to. Scream out into the darkness of the night” Lord take me now!”

Maybe things will fall in place. Maybe my little will mean a lot. Maybe one man will love me enough, and not to need anyone else to wet his dick for a night. Destroy all the love that was built and actually have the trust that all say that they want. Even they are usually the first to go out and do something untrustworthy.

There’s days I feel unworthy of breathing. I wonder why I continue to wake up in place that I don’t understand. Maybe the divine has a plan for me,because I’m so tired of trying to figure out one. I’d like to see a clearer picture of where to go, but the roads are all filled with fog and the paths are fuzzy at best. This world is a test and I feel like I’m failing more times than I’m passing. My grade is a D++.

Just enough to make it another day and fight. To spread light. To find good insight instead of evil egos.

Yes, I’m grateful for the creative ability to write. It’s opened doors I never expected to enter. Taking me to journeys I never planned on going. Gotten me through tough times and today let’s me tell you the story of my aching heart.

The battle of live to fight another day is daily.

One wrong thought on the wrong day. At the wrong hour and it could certainly cost me my REAL life.

This time is precious perceptions of how to keep going when the weight of my inner galaxies build up all the negative energies being purposely pushed at me. Feeling like the mountain that I can’t climb because I have to come from under the rock first.

I’m just grateful that I have enough strength to try again.

I’m thankful I have been gifted the mindset to trust again.

I have enough forgiveness to forgive again and again, because I believe second chances sometimes need to be third or fourth when you have absolutely no idea what your doing.

I have gratitude for the blessing of writing. It is not just my gift it is my birthright.

Last day of grateful January and it didn’t come easy. I didn’t lazily wake up and get another day. I had to fight my thoughts to be here and it took me to breakdown to get up.

Gratefulness and thankfulness go hand and hand. Kind of like one hand washing the other.

Or more like one hand watching the other.

When the question for today said what family member or friend am I grateful for. It suggests to me that I could pick one.

The people I’m grateful for I’m thankful for also. I’ve been blessed with many different loved ones from very different ways of life. My friends become family. My bloodline is family no matter the differences I love them all individually.

My gratitude is for having anyone to be there. Whether it’s just for conversation. Whether it’s for hugs and kisses. Whether they are from my womb or gifted to me by life’s circumstances. Even though it all everyone I hold close to my heart has a reason for my gratitude.

Day 29 of grateful January. This last Monday of January 2018, I’m grateful for my family and friends.
C. L Cunningham

Sunday is usually for winding down and chilling with family. Thankfully most of my days are like that.

I’m taking time to write in my next book. The process of writing can be enjoyable when I need a release from everyday troubles.

The idea of my thoughts reaching out to others seems enviable. The law of connectivity shows that we are all connected in this world. Thus saying that we are all accountable for each other’s well being. I guess if more people took it in that light the world would really be a better place.

I’m not going to dwell on things that I can not control, but I will spread a bit of gratitude for today.

I’m happy that I got some work done for a community program while in Nebraska. I’m hoping that my journey here will soon be over. I head back to the west coast in the up coming weeks to handle my housing situation.

My gratitude for that is very high. I’m excited for whatever life will bring.

Grateful January is coming to a close and it is day 28 what happened today that I had gratitude for? Amazing my gratitude is for work. I’m always happy when I complete something. I’m a little bit on the laid back side. Thank goodness for success in all realms of reality.
C. L Cunningham

I’m extremely focused on my betterment.
Everyday I see a quote,or a person, or an ideal that is opposite of my dreams my views and my vision for my life.
I’m sure that we all do.

I’m sure that everyone has something to mentally tell us that we’re wrong. Here’s the thing. You may be wrong.

According to that person or that information you are definitely wrong.

So what. Be wrong then.

If it’s right for you who cares if it’s wrong for someone else. I’ve said this time and time again.

Nobody has to live your life but you. Live it. If you covered what you could handle today then you did enough.

Everyone has a different mentality. What’s not enough for someone else is just enough for me.

I got some good advice on how to move forward with meeting other authors and people on social media. It worked. The man said do a little until it meant a lot.

I’m not chasing fame. I’m chasing my dreams. If they include fame… well hot dayum! Bonus!!

I’m chasing meaningful relationships and friendships that last. I’m chasing peaceful vibes and beautiful thoughts. If I die today I want to know that I went on happy. At peace with myself.

Nothing in the world is worth my thoughts being at war with themselves. Ten months ago I chased enlightenment. Meaning I went after finding myself. Finding out what life meant to me. Finding out what my beliefs were and what was really important to my soul.

It wasn’t easy. I almost lost someone I hold very high in my life. Trying to become more I almost broke down. Then one day like a light bulb it came to me to go backwards. Figure out what was important to me and then move forward with my life. I’m doing that daily.

It’s why I can be grateful.

I’m owning my life. I’m responsible for what I feel. I’m strong in my weaknesses.

I refuse to go at any other pace than my own. The people who love me really love me. They have zero desire to change me. I have zero desire to change them. We just grow and flow together. That doesn’t always look good but it’s reality. I love my life.

I’m blessed for the people who I have meet along the way. I’m even more blessed for the people who have stayed.

Be thankful for the journey you’re on. That’s the only advice that I can give. Because if you’re thankful in the small oh how wonderful life will be when your world becomes bigger.